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Abbot of Dryburgh acres afterwards aged Alexander ancient Andrew anno army Baron of Bemersyde beautiful Bemersyde Berwickshire Boisil bridge brother Bruce burgh called Castle Charles charter church Countess daughter David Erskine died Douglas Dryburgh Abbey Duke Earl of Buchan Earl of Mar Earlstoun Edinburgh eldest Elizabeth England English erected Erskine of Shieldfield father favour feet feu farm Forman Galashiels Haig heir Henry Hill holy Home of Cowdenknows honour horse house of Dryburgh Hugo de Morville Jedburgh Jethro John Erskine John Home Kelso King James kirk Lady ladyship lands Littledean Lord Buchan Lord Cardross Lord Mar lordship Margaret married Mary Melrose mentioned merks Merton Monks monument Morville Newmains parish Prince Queen Ralph Regent Robert Roxburgh says Scotland Scots Scott seal side Sir James Sir William Smailholm Tower spouse Stirling stone succeeded teinds Thomas Haliburton Tower town Tull Tweed wife
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Page 189 - His descriptions of extended scenes and general effects bring before us the whole magnificence of Nature, whether pleasing or dreadful. The gaiety of Spring, the splendour of Summer, the tranquillity of Autumn, and the horror of Winter, take in their turns possession of the mind. The poet leads us through the appearances of things as they are successively varied by the vicissitudes of the year, and imparts to us so much of his own enthusiasm, that our thoughts expand with his imagery, and kindle...
Page 207 - Now hail, now hail, thou lady bright ! ' ' Now hail, thou Baron true ! What news, what news, from Ancram fight ? What news from the bold Buccleuch ? ' ' The Ancram moor is red with gore, For many a southern fell ; And Buccleuch has charged us, evermore, To watch our beacons well.
Page 161 - Earl pursued the subject in an " Essay on the Lives and Writings of Fletcher of Saltoun, and the Poet Thomson, biographical, critical, and political; with some Pieces of Thomson's never before published,
Page 232 - The holy vessels, and whatsoever else men could make gain of, as timber, lead, and bells, were put to sale. The very sepulchres of the dead were not spared. The registers of the church and biblioth&ques were cast into the fire.
Page 177 - Evers in 1544, contained no less than sixteen strong bastelhouses ; and Jedburgh, when taken and burned by the Earl of Surrey, contained six of these strong-holds, with many good houses besides, was twice as large as the town of Berwick, and could have accommodated a garrison of a thousand cavalry. The defence of these towns was very obstinate, the people themselves pulling down the thatch of their houses, and burning it in the streets to stop the progress of their enemies...
Page 161 - Merchiston, son of the famous inventor of the logarithms, the person to whom the title of GREAT MAN is more justly due, than to any other whom his country ever produced.
Page 86 - ... the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, and his own God, and to keep his ways, as ever they would look him in the face at the great day of the Lord —and...
Page 86 - While he was thus engaged, a countryman knocked hard at the door, and called for some one to help him off with his load. Being asked whence he came, and what was his errand, he said that he came from Lady Reburn, with some provision for Mr.
Page 183 - Lut., a horn], a kind of tenure in grand serjeanty, the service of which was to blow a horn when any invasion of the Scots was perceived ; and by this tenure many persons held their lands northward about the place commonly called Picts
Page 207 - With some strange tale bewitch'd my mind, Of forayers, who, with headlong force, Down from that strength had spurr'd their horse, Their southern rapine to renew, Far in the distant Cheviots blue, And, home returning, fill'd the hall With revel, wassel-rout, and brawl. Methought that still, with trump and clang, The gateway's broken arches rang ; Methought grim features seam'd with scars, Glared through the window's rusty bars...